Calvin had never noticed the trainees behind him for his attention was on the surroundings of the House of a Thousand Thrusts. The strange looks of the onlookers and the female attendant that was guiding him didn't escape his attention, but he could only reveal a bitter smile. He wanted to explain so much that he didn't swing that way for Christine was a woman.
What's more, he didn't even have that kind of intention in the first place. He just wanted to let her rest after an exhausting round of eating.
The room was soon arranged and Calvin returned to fetch Christine from the entrance.
There, he discovered that she had been vomiting.
The smell of vomit wafted over to Calvin, yet not a frown appeared on his face.
"Sorry..." Christine's soft voice resounded beneath the hood that covered her visage.
"It's not a problem, don't worry about it." Calvin smiled at her.
The two soon arrived in the room that Calvin booked.
